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I feel like I have a perfect life now.

As if everyday I can just improve it more and make myself happier than I am.

And I want to become a better person everyday.

One person, one special person is making me feel this way.

I hadn't brought it upon myself.

He did.

I love him for it.

I love him for him.

I love him for making me who I am now.

I love him for everything.

I know he's there--out there somewhere.

I'm here thinking of him.

If God holds our blessings, he misses me as well.

I miss him now.

Beyond belief.

I want him to know that.

I hope he does.

If he can hear my thoughts I know he does.

So that also means one other thing--

He knows how much I love him.

How much I really do.

Really.